The Dollar Show

I was once in a movie theater with a bunch of friends. There were two girls in front of me. One was very annoying. She had this automatic lollypop. Yes American children are so lazy they can’t even twirl their own sugar with out mechanical assistance anymore. Well not only was there an annoying hum as she twirled it, she would also lift it up in the air to watch the spit fly off. We asked politely for her to stop. She was rude and wouldn’t. Three guys two rows back all stood up at the same time and yelled “Shut-up!” She did not. She continued to be rude to us. My friend Steph decided to move seats. In a Hulk like moment I though “They make Steph move, that make Kate mad.” So I stood up ripped the offending lollypop out of the mechanical twirling machine to the exclamation of “Hey.” Then she added “What are you going to do with that?” What indeed, it was a sticky lob of sugar coved in someone else’s spittle and sitting in my hand. So I did what any logical person would do, I lobbed it at the screen where in shattered into a million little pieces. I’d like to think there was then applause but I don’t think there was. The rude girl then left to go and complain to the management who was in fact my locker partner, who scolded them in the first place for bringing in outside food which was not allowed. And that is all I remember of the movie the Pallbearer.